Samsara

T-5 Irantu: Everybody down, please.

As the group drops to the ground, Irantu runs towards the cloud of butterflies. He disappears briefly. After a short moment, there is a burst of flame that arcs upwards into the vent, and the sound of shattering crystal can be heard above them. As the smoke clears, Irantu becomes visible again. The majority of his flesh has been shredded by the wings of the butterflies, and his entire body is scorched. Significant amounts of flesh hang loose from his body. The skin on his back is blackened and blistered, and a thick metal implement is now visible through the scorched flesh. Onru stands and approaches him.

T-5 Onru: Are you able to continue?

T-5 Irantu: Of course.

AP-3 Houston: Jesus fucking Christ, man, are you alright?

T-5 Irantu: Yes. Why wouldn’t I be?

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